Laurence continued in an even tone, "Additionally, our forensic team has verified the video''s authenticity. There are no signs of tampering or editing. The video is genuine and admissible as evidence."


    He paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle before continuing, "On the night Ruben died, Ka had him apany her to the mall to carry her purchases. This has been confirmed by the mall''s security footage and statements from the sales staff working that evening.


    "Street surveince shows Ruben stopping at a bank, where he withdrew a hundred thousand dors in cash for Ka. The two werest seen driving together toward Cedar Street. The final footage of them shows the car heading in the direction of the beach. And " "Enough! That''s enough!"


    Dexter cut him off, raising a hand in resignation. His voice, though firm, carried the weight of defeat. "Captain Quinn, I trust in your department''s ability to conduct a thorough investigation. If my daughter is guilty, thew will deal with her appropriately. If she''s innocent, the truth will clear her name."


    Standing toward the back of the room, Felicia raised a brow, catching the subtext in Dexter''s carefully chosen words. Though he appeared impartial, his statement left room for doubt, subtly implying that Ka''s guilt wasn''t yet a certainty.


    By framing it as her "cooperating with the investigation", he gave her actions an air of ambiguity.


    It was unmistakably a calcted move to protect Ka.


    Dexter stepped forward in front of the gathered reporters with the gravitas of a concerned but just father. "Captain Quinn, take her."


    Laurence gave a brief nod and gestured to his officers. Two of them stepped forward, ready to handcuff Ka and escort her away.


    But Ka didn''t see her father''s decision as a calcted effort to help her. To her, it felt like abandonment. Her eyes widened in despair, and she broke into hysterics, screaming, "Dad! Please don''t let them take me! Mom! I didn''t do it! I''m innocent!" Myra''s eyes filled with tears as she clung to her daughter, refusing to let go.


    The officers, however, were relentless. They pried Myra away, separating mother and daughter as Ka screamed and sobbed. For the first time, Ka felt the true weight of istion. She felt like a lone tree battered by a storm, with no one to shield her from the winds of fate.


    As she was being dragged away, her


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    and locked onto Arnold. His expression was one of disappointment mixed with sorrow. That look was like a dagger to her heart, and thest shred of herposure shattered.


    In her rage and despair, she twisted to re at Felicia, who stood quietly among the onlookers. Her voice, filled with venom, echoed through the room. "Felicia-it''s you! You did this to me! This is all your fault!" Her usations grew fainter as the officers pulled her out of the house, but the bitterness in her voice lingered in the air.


    Myra copsed onto her knees, clutching her chest as sobs wracked her body. The ever-elegant Mrs. Fuller, alwaysposed and graceful, was now a picture of despair. Her vulnerability wasid bare for all to see. Sebastian moved quickly to shield her from the cameras, blocking the reporters from capturing her breakdown.


    Dexter, his face streaked with tears, ignored the chaos around him. He approached Mina, his movements heavy with regret. Taking her hand in his, he said in a trembling voice, "It''s my fault. I failed you. I failed Ruben. I''m so, so sorry..."


    Mina didn''t respond. Her face was streaked with tears, but her expression was void of emotion. She had watched the video of her husband''s murder countless times. Each time, it cut deeper into her soul. The pain of seeing his final moments was a wound that would never heal.


    Dexter wiped his face and gave a subtle nod to the security team. They understood immediately and began ushering the reporters out. The reporters left contently pleased with the scoop they had just scored. As the crowd thinned, the Fuller residence grew eerily quiet. Even the guests, including Arnold and Olivia, were politely escorted out.


    Now, only the Fuller family and Mina remained.


    Myra broke the oppressive silence. Still on the floor, she suddenly lunged at Mina, desperately gripping her arm.


    "Who put you up to this? Who told you to do it?" Myra''s voice was sharp, teetering between fury and desperation. "Tell me who!"


    Her words echoed through the hall, but Mina remained silent, her face as impassive as stone.